Last Saturday I had to pick the wife up from Heathrow after her 3 week holiday in Australia, (sorry it was not a holiday as she was visiting her parents, but if I have 3 weeks recovering from an operation, then that apparently is a holiday).Any hoo I picked her up at 6.30am and got home by 7.45am, and this is where the dream must have started. Within 2 hours I got a shag and was told to go out on the bike if I wanted

Fooking hilarious fella. Perhaps your wife soaked up some laid-back Aussie-ness while she was there... Or she saw how lazy-arsed some Aussie husbands can be and realised how lucky she was. LOL.

EIther way, a few days back in stinky old blightly and your dream will soon be over. My Asian honeymoon gloss was over within an hour of getting back into the UK when a fight broke out in immigration.

Are you sure you picked the same woman up from the airport? I was going to say the right woman but it sounds like you got the right one even if it wasnt the one you dropped off.

fucken genius buddy!! send her away more often fella, sounds win-win to me mate. and while she's away you can ride even more. BLISS!

Or she played up with an Aussie fella and deals guilty.. Nothing works better than a guilty missus... Lol

Back to normality now

Just find a good time to throw her over your shoulder. Walk into the beadroom as you spank her ass and get her nekkid. Take charge dude!

I felt the same sense of freedom when my missus went away, and quite frankly it will be a drag if she came back, but that was nine years ago, and I've moved house since then, so fingers crossed...